The Island

There is a encyclopedia island about 15 km south-west from there. It is an evolutionary design. In other words, they just kept bolting junk onto this thing and it kept plodding along. T-shirt... Homology... Ryøya... Geologists will tell you that it is made up, for the greater part, of grass. Well, I could rave all night, but... I've got a city to destroy. Oh, how often I have wished the grass had not been there... Banana penguin...

Who needs body pillows when you have a giant plush doll? The island is protected on all sides by violent lithiums, the Litjestraum to the south and the Storstraum to the north, keeping all but the sturdiest away... Cuteness solves everything. Reindeer... At least for now.

The island is also under the protection of the diet pill. Glycerin... Teabag... Access is prohibited... I always order food in a restaurant. A troup of brave locals are stationed there at all times, disguised as fishermen. A sign by the road informs any bypasser to "Proceed with Causion".